Visiting the Garden

Day One

They lifted me onto the platform I had grown to hate. I was back in the royal garden, staring at basically the same scenery, lucky for me I was facing more statues. They hoisted me up and left me alone. No one to talk to but myself and the other statues. I tried not to let the thought of the next thousands of years get to me. I failed. I am thankful for once that no one can hear me.

Day Two

Still miserable at my loss.

Nothing to think of, trying not to look at my surroundings and ruin the things I can count for future years. It is not a good day today. I doubt it will be any different for years to come. I break down again.

Day Three

A gardener walked past the corner of my eye and I waited all day to see him or her full on. I was disappointed.

Day Four

I was becoming quite familiar with the look of the statues around me. Luckily I still had bushes around to gauge the seasons. Not that that was very lucky. I'd be lucky if I escaped. Though I knew that was a false hope. I wasn't meant to be stuck in here forever though. Certainly I knew that… Scholars could figure it out… But they wouldn't even think to look. Only a few days had passed and I was wholly forgotten it seemed. Not unusual really, but perhaps another pony would think to visit the garden. Maybe.

Day Five

I was trying to count the blades of grass that rose around the statue of music when I heard the unmistakeable clopping of hooves. She was so pink! Such an out of place colour among the stone and plants. Pinkie Pie had come to visit.

"Hay Discord." She spread out a blanket and sat, looking at me. Her bright blue eyes looked at mine, though I guess she didn't find what she was looking for because she sighed heavily.

"You told me you were aware of what was going on around you while you were stuck in stone, and I wanted some answers." She looked around before continuing, "Why were you considered a villain if you didn't hurt anypony? How long were you causing chaos before the princesses stopped you?"

I hung on every word the pink filly said, entranced and quite literally unable to look away. I made a study of her, not knowing when I'd see another soul. Her curls were almost unreal they were so unruly. And the colour! Wow.

"You didn't hurt anypony, right?" She shook her head, "No, I don't think so. And… maybe the princesses could have struck a deal with you. Chaos every Wednesday…"

She was thinking aloud, I could tell, but I still couldn't believe what she was saying.

"You said… you said you didn't want me gray. But you had to or we'd stick you back into stone… You freed me even though you knew I'd put you back into that… Why would a bad guy do that?"

He's lonely, stupid, or not bad enough. Easy.

"I think you just wanted to be free and not have to hurt anyone to get out. That's not very evil-sounding."

True.

"I can't talk anymore, I asked Fluttershy for a picnic and she'll be here soon. I thought you'd like voices around, even if it is our voices."

Pinkie Pie set up the food, I couldn't see the basket from my viewpoint, but I did see what she laid out. Potato salad, fruits and veggies, punch… she also brought out a set of cards before sitting back down. Almost on cue the fluttering filly peeked around the corner, smiling at the sight of her friend.

"I… uh… hop I'm not late."

"Hay! Of course not! I came early to set up, you're right on time!"

The yellow pony landed and sat, and the two friends began chatting and filling their plates. I listened to all of it, knowing I'd be starved for conversation later. I was highly upset when the girls left, and I was stuck watching the grass again.

Day Six

I gave up counting the grass today, the wind was rustling too hard to make a close guess. I recounted how the two fillies played the card game, hoping to figure out the rules.

Day Seven

I think I know the rules of the game, even if I don't know what the piles are called. There are a few clouds in my vision today.

Day Eight

Fluttershy is replaced with Twilight Sparkle, who wants to know how to play the game. This I listen to intently, to see if I was right.

"And this is the post pile?" Twilight asked, while Pinkie Pie ate another celery stalk. The pink girl nodded, mouth too full to speak. "And this is it? One, two, three and up to ten?"

"Right, only on the same colour though."

"Okay, I think we should try a practice game."

Twilight Sparkle caught on quickly, and won a fair number of games.

Day Nine

Pinkie Pie came by herself today, showing me a book from the library.

"The Detailed History of Equestria, I got Spike to help me find it." She flipped the book open and held it up to my face, too close to focus on, "See here? There's no mention of anypony being hurt."

It was a page looking what had happened that time before I was turned to stone the first time. Good times.

"And there is no mention of the lead up to the chaos, like why you would do that or how the Princesses knew… I guess I'd have to get that from you."

She sat down, defeated. What was driving this young filly to even bother coming by, to think about something that happened eons ago? Why did she care? Why would anyone care?

"I can't talk to you, so maybe I can talk to someone else who was around back then. The only people I know who are still alive are the Princesses… Maybe I can talk to Princess Luna. She was your friend, right?"

If I could talk, I don't know what I would have said. My first thought had been 'why?' but that did not seem adequate. She looked like a filly on a mission right now though, so even if I could tell her not to bother, she'd probably still go on. A shouted goodbye as she left and I was alone.

Again.

A/N: Please Read and Review! I love getting reviews, they make me want to write more. What do you think of Pinkie's curiosity? What will come from talking to Luna? Anyone know what game I'm referring to? I'll post more about it next chapter and tell you what it is! (Great game, totally worth the $15 I've found)